Tag Archives: memory

It’s normal to lose your train of thought now and then. If that train routinely jumps the track and crashes in a fiery ball of twisted wreckage, you may have a problem. My husband and I were getting caught up … Continue reading →

I’ve got a memory like one of those bowls with all the holes that you use to drain spaghetti, although I generally just use the pan lid, because why dirty another dish? It’s getting worse as I get older. To … Continue reading →

I’m a serial singer of songs. I’m not talking about great songs necessarily, and I don’t perform them well, either. I’m no Wayne Newton. It’s just that my brain is wired for song stimulus and I respond like one of … Continue reading →

The topic to be covered today is near and dear to everyone’s heart. You will be deeply moved and, at the same time, you will laugh out loud. I don’t wish to be immodest but the fact is that reading … Continue reading →

An all too familiar scene: “Hey, Peg!” Me, squinting: “Hey yourself, mmpphh.” Do I know you? Is that a woman? Her: “How’ve you been?” Me, smiling, mind furiously racing: “Great! Never better! How are YOU?” Client? Works out at the Y? … Continue reading →